Thursday, January 20, 2005

On my flight to Tokyo last night, I had the distinct pleasure of sitting next to a mother and her two young kids. The problem was, this mother didn't do any parenting at all, and her kids - high on sugar and fat (a couple of sodas, and the little boy ate the butter packet during dinner) - were just out of control. These were two very cute kids that need some proper parenting before they outgrow their cuteness. This mother was so out of it that as we were about to decend, I quickly put my documents aside to catch him before he swan dived from the seat. I was the one that caught his cup when he was about to knock it over, and the one who helped him put on his socks and re-fasten his seatbelt. The flight attendants all assumed he was my kid...oy. Earth to mom, care to give your kids the structure and discipline they're craving?